"No one wants to buy them! Never mind eighty, I can't even sell one for fifty." Ji Shuqin thought about those four brand new radios and felt like her heart was bleeding.
"Don't worry, bring them here. I'll try to help you sell them." Xu Nian'an looked at Ji Shuqin—how could he say no to helping his own cousin?
If Ji Ying knew about this and he refused to help, she'd probably twist his ear and lecture him for three days straight.
"But what about the one thousand yuan?" Xu Nian'an could help sell the radios, but the money he borrowed—people expect him to pay back the full thousand.
"Borrow two hundred, pay back two hundred." Xu Nianhua reminded him, saying, "Charging interest like that isn't even legal."
"Brother Niu has a lot of guys working for him. We'd get beaten up." Ji Shuqin spoke softly; he'd seen Brother Niu with his men beating someone before, and it was a scene he'd never forget.
